Sitting on an edge of a river, watching a sun goes down
The unchained melody of your words, still in my ear
Water splashing on my feet, the words I still want to hear
The silent emptiness of nature, still makes me drown

The misty fog between us, became more than clear
But still, my hand is not able to reach an aim
Perhaps it would vanish at that day, but this poem?
Where will your heart stay, where my fear?

The infinite miles between us, how many will be?
But despite, the eyes are not able to see you
Perhaps they will vanish at that day, but you, too?
Where will your heart be, and my anxiety?

Oh girl, might you stay beside me? Together, forever?

Please look around you, what will you see?
Would you see a bit of my shape, only a little clue
Or will your eyes be fixed at another dude?
Another guy, strong, kind, nice, better, but not me

Don’t get the answers, wished to know now
Despite, I hope you can feel the same, deep inside
How much you mean for me, the single light
Around which my whole life now has been about

Glancing up at the moon, and the soul longs to die
The mystic shape of your ghost, still deep inside the mind
Owls howling at heart, the tears I still want to find
The silent emptiness of nature, still makes the hearts cry

it is very beautiful.
when i read your poem i remembered the time that i had a friend just like your friend!
i love him more that person that i saw till that time.
and now it is about 6 month that i havent any news about him and can`t see him.
i know how your feeling is.
but we must be strong.
life is going and every things just as they were.
just the feeling of us change.

dear Admiral...please begin to give a name to your poems and sonnets...I think we will be able to say better the ones we love or like the most and so on, I love the one above, that begins with sitting by the river, I especially like the last verse in that one -there is something haunting about that verse. I know the meaning you are conveying. It is very good.
Your friend forever! Tikay!

Plushhearts say that I love you, but not from my heart.
Poems say that I love you, but with rhymed words.
Roses say that I love you, but roses fade.
Jewelries are only metals, romantic novels the luck of others.
So I give you my heart, all I know about love,
and what you are to me

Admiral wrote:Plushhearts say that I love you, but not from my heart.
Poems say that I love you, but with rhymed words.
Roses say that I love you, but roses fade.
Jewelries are only metals, romantic novels the luck of others.
So I give you my heart, all I know about love,
and what you are to me